Chapter 42

"Great King, where are we going now?"

In the darkness, Li Mu walked with a blank expression, surrounded by countless zombies. These terrifying and fierce zombies were silent, but obedient, submitting to Li Mu's aura.

The red mutant parrot stood on Li Mu's shoulder, its bright red feathers flickering like flames, and softly asked.

Li Mu's expression remained unchanged, his grayish-white eyes flickering with a cold blood-red light. Without a word, he slowly raised the bone knife in his right hand. The tide of zombies following Li Mu's steps instantly became frenzied, their figures darting through the streets like lightning, destroying everything in their path, rolling forward like a torrent.

The red mutant parrot, sensing Li Mu's current mood, immediately became excited, roaring, "Yes, that's right! Great King, your dignity cannot be desecrated. Follow your will, let us crush those damned humans!"

"Forward Base! Those people must have come from the Forward Base! I know where it is! Sydney, Garden Island! That's the place, Great King, let's go destroy it!"

"Let your glory shine like the sun over all of Australia. Those damned bastards destroyed your paradise, so let's use their blood and flesh to please us!"

...

Sydney, Garden Island, Forward Base.

The hum of the helicopter gradually subsided. Without flowers or applause, Colonel Hoover walked into the base, his eyes filled with worry.

"General, we're back."

Hawk Eye said bitterly.

General Soros nodded, looking at the nearly numb Colonel Hoover and sighed, "Colonel, this failure is for the next victory..."

Colonel Hoover gave a self-deprecating laugh, growling in anger, "There is no next time! General, losing this time means we have no next time."

"As long as we don't die, there's a chance for victory!"

General Soros ignored Colonel Hoover's bad attitude, "Dr. Manhattan will give you a satisfactory answer. If you are willing, next time, you will definitely be able to kill him!"

"Do you guarantee it?" Colonel Hoover glared at General Soros with red eyes.

Before General Soros could speak, Dr. Manhattan's voice came over the intercom, "I guarantee it. Colonel, come quickly, I have something good to show you. General, please come as well."

"This time, we really got something good."

Dr. Manhattan's voice was barely able to hide his excitement. General Soros and the others exchanged glances, then walked towards Dr. Manhattan's laboratory without a word.

"This is all the experimental data I currently have."

"According to the current experimental data, zombies will begin their first evolutionary wave in the twelfth month of the Dead Virus outbreak. To maintain their genetic chain and select better genes, they will cannibalize each other. This will eliminate all zombies that cannot evolve. The elimination ratio will be four to one, meaning that out of every five zombies, one will evolve after consuming four others."

"Among these evolved zombies, the ratio of M-type, X-type, and King zombies will be approximately 100,000:1,000:1, with most being zombies that have evolved only once. However, there is a possibility of terrifying mutations like M4 and X4..."

"The second evolutionary wave of zombies is expected to occur in the twentieth month of the Dead Virus outbreak, with an estimated elimination ratio of nine to one. Out of every ten evolved zombies, one will evolve again."

"This evolutionary trend will continue until the forty-ninth month of the Dead Virus outbreak. By then, the global zombie population may have decreased to around ten thousand, but there is a possibility of super zombies like M8 and X8. However, due to the lack of better genes, even these super zombies will collapse within a year."

Luo Shui, with her short hair and military uniform, stood confidently in front of the computer, pursing her lips as she transmitted the data and explained.

On the other side of the computer, Dr. Manhattan looked at the data Luo Shui sent with a mix of surprise and joy, ignoring the entry of General Soros and the others into the laboratory. He kept flipping through the experimental data Luo Shui sent, occasionally verifying it, and asked, "Is there more? Dr. Luo, I believe your research results are not just these."

Luo Shui glanced at Dr. Manhattan on the screen with disgust, her expression unchanged, "There is also the research report on King. If we cannot completely eliminate all King zombies before the second evolutionary wave, then with the intelligence currently displayed by King, the global zombies might, under King's leadership, besiege all human bases, keeping humans in captivity to maintain their genetic chain."

"Therefore, in my calculations, after the second evolutionary wave, there will be no more King. Otherwise, if King occupies any base and keeps humans in captivity, unless a global nuclear attack is launched, King, with a large number of human antibodies, might dominate the Earth for hundreds of years."

Dr. Manhattan immediately nodded, knowing that Luo Shui was not lying. After all, Luo Shui's conclusion that zombies will ultimately collapse is based on the unstable genetic chain of zombies.

In simple terms, although the evolution of zombies is rapid, it is because their genetic chain has already collapsed in a certain sense and is in an unstable state. They either rely on the flesh of humans infected with the Dead Virus but have developed antibodies to maintain their genetic chain, or they rely on the instinct of biological organisms to consume better genetic fragments to maintain the temporary stability of their genetic chain.

Both of these rely on instinct.

For humans, zombies that rely solely on instinct are not terrifying. Even if super zombies like M8 and X8 appear later, they are still individual entities. No matter how strong they are, they cannot wipe out humanity.

Only King, the one who can control other zombies, is the only great enemy of humanity. Before the complete collapse of zombies, King might lead countless zombies on Earth to completely wipe out humanity.

Even if King is not outstanding in personal combat, King is the brain of the zombies. If nearly 8 billion zombies worldwide have a brain, unless humans are willing to destroy the Earth with nuclear weapons, how can they resist such a terrifying zombie tide?

This point is clear even without Luo Shui's explanation. Dr. Manhattan and the others, who have just experienced a zombie tide, can fully understand.

"Zombies will ultimately collapse. Dr. Luo, you are truly a genius. Why didn't I think of it? Based on the unstable genetic chain of zombies, it is destined that they will ultimately collapse."

Dr. Manhattan verified several pieces of data provided by Luo Shui and became increasingly excited, "Dr. Luo, since you have given so much, I think you might be able to give me more data."

"For example, the evolutionary serum. Although you only mentioned it briefly in the data, I believe, with your genius, you must have achieved results. Please share them without reservation."

Dr. Manhattan pointed to a piece of data in the document and said.

Luo Shui sneered, "The evolutionary serum extracted from zombies can accelerate human evolution. However, it still has significant side effects. If you want it, you can have it. But now, you should tell me what I want to know."

"Where did you get the picture of that pendant! Where is Li Mu, my husband!"

Dr. Manhattan smiled slyly, "I know you must have developed a jammer equipped on missiles. You know what I'm talking about, a jammer that can interfere with King's mental control. Give me the data, and I will tell you everything I know."

Luo Shui fell silent for a moment, looking straight at Dr. Manhattan, "I am not responsible for that research, but I will give it to you. If you lie to me, believe me, the consequences will be more than you can bear."

Dr. Manhattan laughed, "I know, I know."

Luo Shui looked straight at Dr. Manhattan, thought for a moment, and said coldly, "I hope you really know. I will send you the data tomorrow."

With a click, the screen closed.

Dr. Manhattan shook his head, "Women, truly blind love. But this is good, isn't it? We get what we want, and she gets a fantasy."

"You are a bastard."

Colonel Hoover sneered.

Dr. Manhattan was not bothered, glancing at Colonel Hoover, "Colonel, I am glad to see you alive. You heard the conversation just now. The evolutionary serum might interest you."

PS: There will be an additional chapter at midnight.

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